- These hands which will take up the clay and give it form... This form is the future sculpture which languishes, a prisoner in this lump of clay...
the magic takes effect... my senses, my hands start to work and lay bare a head, an arm, a body, legs...

- Sculpting in wood for me is still an adventure which I have yet to explore fully: following the grain of the wood, smelling its scent after each
blow of the chisel. It's a difficult and delicate exercice allows for no mistakes. The subject of the sculpture remains, for me, entirely dictated by the shape of the chosen piece of wood. It is
my guide.